Mary Oliver


Mary Oliver Poems

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1. The Moths 3/30/2005
2. Mockingbirds 1/13/2003
3. Stars 1/20/2003
4. Flare 1/13/2003
5. That Sweet Flute John Clare 1/3/2003
6. The Summer Day 1/13/2003
7. Fall Song 1/3/2003
8. Daisies 3/30/2005
9. The Lily 3/30/2005
10. Cold Poem 1/13/2003
11. Yes! No! 1/3/2003
12. The Humpbacks 1/13/2003
13. Egrets 1/13/2003
14. The Swan 1/13/2003
15. On Winter's Margin 3/30/2005
16. Morning Glories 1/13/2003
17. Little Owl Who Lives In The Orchard 3/30/2005
18. The Buddha's Last Instruction 1/3/2003
19. The Rapture 3/30/2005
20. Peonies 1/13/2003
21. A Letter From Home 3/30/2005
22. One 3/30/2005
23. Clapp's Pond 1/13/2003
24. Wild Geese 1/3/2003
25. The Kookaburras 1/13/2003
26. Song Of The Builders 3/30/2005
27. Happiness 3/30/2005
28. White Night 3/30/2005
29. Hummingbird Pauses At The Trumpet Vine 3/30/2005
30. Walking To Oak-Head Pond, And Thinking Of The Ponds I Will Visit In The Next Days And Weeks 1/13/2003
31. Aunt Leaf 1/3/2003
32. A Meeting 1/13/2003
33. The Sun 1/3/2003
34. Music 1/3/2003
35. The Kingfisher 1/13/2003
36. Marengo 1/13/2003
37. Sand Dabs, Five 1/13/2003
38. Little Summer Poem Touching The Subject Of Faith 1/3/2003
39. Some Things The World Gave 1/13/2003
40. The Lark 3/30/2005

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  • Steve Kerns (4/25/2019 2:57:00 PM)

    RIP. She certainly is one of the most important English language poets of the late 20th, early 21st century.

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  • Bill Grace (2/10/2019 7:16:00 PM)

    ... ... ...
    but once,
    years ago,
    in some kind of rapturous mistake,
    the deer did not run away

    but walked toward me
    and touched my hands-
    and I have been, ever since,
    separated from my old, comfortable life

    .... .... ....

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  • Bill Grace (2/8/2019 10:02:00 PM)

    Her poem The Pinewoods could well be her communication to us from the other side.

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  • Deborah Kauffman Miller (2/2/2019 12:48:00 PM)

    Looking for a Mary Oliver poem about rainwater seeping into the earth and a stone feeling itself being touched

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  • Anne Hoiberg (1/26/2019 8:10:00 PM)

    Looking for the poem in which the ocean states that it has work to do.

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  • Shirley (1/23/2019 12:54:00 PM)

    Looking for a poem that begins 'When death carts me off to the bottomlands'...Shirley

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  • Sharon (1/21/2019 2:51:00 PM)

    Looking for the poem that includes a fox curled up in a wheel bed, dead, when she finds it and she wonders what it saw/thought as it looked out after it had curled up and before it died. So poignant

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  • Sandra (1/20/2019 3:08:00 AM)

    Her life lives on in her poetry

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  • Carol Schantz (1/19/2019 6:26:00 PM)

    How beautiful.

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Best Poem of Mary Oliver

Picking Blueberries, Austerlitz, New York,1957

Once, in summer
in the blueberries,
I fell asleep, and woke
when a deer stumbled against me.

I guess
she was so busy with her own happiness
she had grown careless
and was just wandering along

listening
to the wind as she leaned down
to lip up the sweetness.
So, there we were

with nothing between us
but a few leaves, and wind’s
glossy voice
shouting instructions.

The deer
backed away finally
and flung up her white tail
and went floating off toward the trees -

but the moment she did that
was so wide and so ...

Read the full of Picking Blueberries, Austerlitz, New York,1957

Mindful

Every day
I see or hear
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack

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